Fifty-five years old, and for the very first time in my life, I go to sleep listening to the crashing waves of the ocean hitting the rocks below my window, and I wake up to the same deafening sound. The window in the bedroom is positioned in such a way that the waves seem to come right at me as I stare at them. And the seagulls, they feast on whatever is wedged between the rocks. The cycle of life happens so naturally without any fuss, and the waves, they just keep coming in and out, without ever tiring, without ever questioning their responsibility.
And I find that my lungs filled with the salty ocean air expand with more strength than ever, and my mind is sharper somehow, and my heart is filled with wonder that causes deep joy to settle within.
And the only difference is this ocean with its powerful waves, and the miles that separate me from my every day life and the length of the hours that are given to me for these few days. But everything makes sense and my life purpose is growing like a fire within… And I marvel at His wisdom in granting me this time to re-energize all I am.
So I put on my boots and wrap my sweater tight around me to go walking out there, on the edge of the ocean where the waves don’t ever argue with their calling, and the seagulls don’t have an issue with the cycle of life, where the rhythms make sense and the moment is always now and the place is always here.
And as I walk parallel with these waves that fulfill their purpose with excellence, I am granted courage to do just the same.
Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp
#989 My hearty soup for lunch
#990 The privilege of prayer
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